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 Sep 2019
MeanAileen
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When that day is upon us
and we've run out of time,
when you tell me goodbye
and steal my sunshine...
After you break my heart
without a second thought,
leaving me in tears-
my stomach in a knot...
After you scar me with words
and call me a mistake,
after you shatter my world
leaving me to forsake...
After you walk out of my life
without ever looking back
on what we could've been
or on everything I lack...
Once you've used me all up,
after your final apogee...
I wonder, my dear,
will you still think of me?
~~~
Will you ever reminisce
on the moments we shared,
remembering me fondly
as one for which you cared?
Or will I haunt your dreams
at night as you rest,
plagued by emotions
you denied and repressed?
Will you be glad that I'm gone
and just let me disappear,
or will you yearn for my touch
and wish I was near?
Will a smile cross your face
when you picture my own,
or will it please you to know
that I'll be hurting alone?
Will you regret that night
when we first met,
or will it go down in history
as one you can't forget?
Will it break your heart too
as it will surely break mine,
when that day is upon us
and we've run out of time?
~~
It breaks my heart knowing there is no forever for us...
It hurts in waves
   the breaking of 'us'
You took something beautiful
now watch it rust

adorned in our tears or maybe just mine
  You’ve gained freedom, I’ve gained time

I let you in,
Then watched you leave
      Hoping with childlike naivety
You’d change your mind and come back to me

Your ‘necessary’ step is abandonment,
It tastes bitter, but I guess
suitable company for the ache in my chest

My heart protests, while my mind cannot
logic is useful, feelings are not
    I’ve asked my questions, you’ve said your piece
I hope our departure grants you relief
 Mar 2019
Limbotheclown
"She woke up crying, thought she was dying. She didn't have a heart. She felt around but all that she found was that someone tore it apart. She knows the man that did this. She heard his silver spurs. That heart she held in her chest was his.. It wasn't hers. "
 Mar 2019
Sarah M Gillihan
I’m tired of trying

There have been too many tears

All these nights that I’ve been crying

The burns on my arms

I’m terrible at hiding

But no one cares

So I don’t have to keep fighting

My parents don’t know

The pain I’m still going through

I’m “as happy as can be”

Who knew

There are cuts on my stomach

My hips

My legs

I don’t tell anyone

About this pain in my head

No one knows

About my long-term sedative

I’m getting better

Except for the fact

That I don’t want to live

I feel so ashamed

Because I’ve tried so hard

To fight for you

But it’s hard

And I’m still scarred

But I want you to be proud

Of this smile that’s been misplaced

Not of the make-up running down my face

Not of the blood that seeps through my skin

I’m “getting better”

Though I’m dying within

I’m ready to go

My thoughts always win

I’ve lost everything

Though I had nothing

To begin

With

My open eyes

Every night

I still cry

In the bathroom at school

My shoelace

******* high

Just a loop around my neck

Just a jump away

I’m ready to go

And my body will sway

Back and forth against the door

I just know you’ll be okay

Without me you’re safer

When I’m gone it’ll brighten your day

I’m sorry I made you go away

I’m sorry I made you feel that way

I hope my tears will brush the pain away

I’ll be gone soon

So say

“Hooray!”

I won’t bother you

Another day.
 Feb 2019
SophiaAtlas
I'll be lost inside my head.
Bad thoughts till 4 A.M.
Then i'll try to sleep.
And I can't tell anyone
I'm so scared they'll get up and run
So I don't speak.
And oh, I miss when we were younger,
The days were so much funner.
Weren't they?
Oh, I book a new appointment...
It's another disappointment....
They're all the same same same...
When the doctor says i'm fine,
One at morning one at night,
These pills will help you remember how to smile.
But what does he know..?
Cuz I feel so alone.....
And my mom and dad both tell me "You're alright"
"Cause the doctor said you're fine."
My own mind can't lie to me.
They all say it's anxiety...
But I just think it's me.
Now iv'e lost so many years...
My pillow's a tissue for my tears....
But you never see...
And now, I can't even eat my dinner....
Mom says i'm getting thinner...
Am I?
Oh, I book a new appointment....
Yet another disappointment...
They're all the same same same.....
When the doctor says i'm fine,
One at morning, one at night,
These pills will help you remember how to smile....
But what does he know...?
Cuz I feel so alone....
And my mom and dad both tell me "You're alright...cuz the doctor said you're fine.."
But he don't care about me.....
He'll just go home to his family...
Why can no one see
I'm not the girl that I wish I could be....
Cuz the doctor said i'm fine,
One at morning, one at night,
These pills will help you remember how to smile....
But what does he know...?
Cuz I feel so alone...
And my mom and dad both tell me i'm alright....
Cuz the doctor said i'm fine.
 Feb 2019
Senna-Mia Rahner
She had loved a broken boy
Who longed to be fixed
For someone to come along
And rebuild him bit by bit
For he loved people before her
But they broke his heart  
Made all his soft parts ruff
Made his world turn upside down
And made him jagged and tough
So he learned that your heart can be broken to easily
His heart was too willing to be loved
It wanted to be broken gently
Slowly deteriorate
So he built walls around his heart
To protect it from the love that it longed
And found other people to think about
And different  names to whisper in the night
He tried to leave the memory of her to rot
And sometimes he wonders if she remembers
The way they smiled at each other
Or maybe she just forgot.
 Jan 2019
Elizabeth
And I felt like running, running so far I lost sight of everyone in my life or soon to be. I couldn’t find anywhere to go, every place so full of memories, every place so full of the depression lingering in my life in moments where I should have been happy or something along those lines. I never knew a happiness where I didn’t feel a sadness along with it too. I sat on the roof only pondering what it meant to be alive. I was told there was a difference between living and being alive but does living mean sunsets and cherry trees? Or happiness on clouds of sunshine? I didn’t know. I didn’t know what it meant to want to get out of bed every morning or ride bicycles through summers filled with faint memorys of people no longer in my life. I wanted to live but I didn’t want to be alive...
What is living?
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